Stubborn
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I FELT SO HAPPY WHEN ART SAID yes. It sounded like Jolie's sweet yes to my ears. And I could see Art's amusing irritated look when he went inside his room after that little scandal I did. I wasn't lying about him when I said that I was failing my math subject and that I needed help.
I run to my class while glancing at my watch. I sacrificed one subject for stalking Art at the library and I couldn't afford to be late on my last subject for that day. And I know Mrs. Abel would be angry.
I stopped abruptly in front of the door and saw Mrs. Abel was already discussing about something already. When our eyes met, she narrowed her eyes at me.
"Mr. Carver." Mrs. Abel called when I walked towards my seat. "Detention after class."
I growled and remembered about my tutorial with Art after class!
"But I have---"
"Sit down, Mr. Carver." Mrs. Abel said cutting me while arching a single brow.
I crossed my brows together before I sat down on my seat, heavily. I couldn't let Art wait at the library for nothing! My plans were ruined! I even forgot to ask Art's number! And of all the days, Peter was absent when I needed him.
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I FELT UNEASY and I kept on staring at the round blue wall clock attached in the front wall, just above the board. I was sitting in Mrs. Abel's room for fifteen minutes now. Only another fifteen minutes left and I couldn't wait to run to the library.
I just hope that Art have patience in waiting for late people.
"In a hurry, Mr. Carver?" Mrs. Abel asked, setting aside those endless papers that she's checking.
"I have someone waiting for me at the library." I said and still staring at the ticking clock, watching every seconds.
"Oh, a girlfriend, perhaps?" She said and I just frowned. "So, tell me why you're late?"
"I was researching something at the library. Just for today, please let me off." I begged desperately.
Mrs. Abel just looked at me before she resumed on checking the papers as if I wasn't talking to her. I cursed her inside my head!
How could she be so heartless!
When the minutes hand of the clock hits at number twelve, I stood immediately grabbing all my stuffs and ran to the library. It was already quiet and few students were only there. I scanned the huge room and saw no Art. I walked to the secluded area where Art was reading but he wasn't there. I stomped my feet in annoyance.
Art didn't wait for me!
Thank you very much, Mrs. Abel!
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WHEN I ENTERED the campus the next day, luckily, I saw Art walking. I quicken my pace towards him.
"Art!" I called and he turned his head to look at me. He frowned and also increased his pacing.
He wanted a chase game! I like chasing.
I run towards him and climb the stairs two at a time. Reaching my hand I grabbed the hem of his shirt and also his arm, yanking it making him turn around to face me.
He were both panting from that chasing exercise. Art yanked his arm back and glared at me.
"Fvck off!" He said before turning around but I again yanked his arm making him spun again, facing me.
"I'm sorry about yesterday." I said. "Did you wait for me?"
"I did! I was a fool for believing you!" Art yanked his arm but I tighten my grip.
"I went there! I was in a detention!" I explained. "You know Mrs. Abel. That's her hobby." I gave him an apologetic smile.
"Let go of my arm." He said.
"I'm sorry. I won't do it again, I swear." I said sincerely but I still never let go of his arm.
"I'll be late for class, Scott."
I let go of his arm and he continue walking. "I'll wait!" I said enough for him to hear my voice but he didn't bothered to look back at me.
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I WAS STARING blankly while we're at the cafeteria when I felt a soft warm something touched my lips. I jumped in surprised and saw Peter grinning. He was touching his fries on my lips trying to get my attention.
I opened my mouth, biting the fries.
"Want to share what you're thinking?" Peter said.
"It's nothing." I said and paid attention to my lunch. I was about to put the spoonful of food on my mouth when Peter nudge his elbow at me saying "she's here" and spilled the food from the spoon on my lap.
"s**t!" I exclaimed.
"Dude, sorry." He said giving me his handkerchief. I grabbed it and wiped my pants.
"Who's here?" I was still wiping my pants.
"Who else?" He said in a matter of fact tone.
I raised my head and saw Jolie walking inside the cafeteria with her friends but my eyes slipped to someone who was behind them. I c****d my head to the right to get a better view of Art who was carrying a box.
"I'll be back." I stood patting Peter's shoulder before I jogged.
"Hey!" Jolie greeted me and I also greeted her back and walked pass her. I want to help Art carried the box he was carrying making him look at me in surprise.
"Let me." I said but Art didn't let go.
"I can do it without your help, Mr. Carver." He said and I smiled at the sound of my surname. He knew.
"You know my surname." I beamed.
"Shut up." He said and we ended up carrying the box to the faculty room. Art was walking ahead when we went outside the faculty.
"Have you eaten?" I asked but he didn't answered. "Hey! Pay attention when someone's talking."
"None of your business." He said making me smile.
He's playing hard to get, as always.
I grabbed his wrist and dragged him to the cafeteria no matter how he protested. Students were looking at us but I didn't gave a damn. I forced him to sit in our table which he strongly disagree but was forced to obliged because I threatened him that I will do something like what I did yesterday outside his room.
Peter was wearing that puzzled look looking both at me and Art, but I just shrugged, smiling.
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